Then Jesus said, “Come to me, all of you who are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest.

Matthew 11:28 NLT

I was walking alone among these giants…

In a rare, fluid moment of breath, heart, and time…

a single tree spoke.

I returned the embrace of the arms that held me.

I rested.

Feathery light moments passed…then…ever so gently…

a breeze interrupted with a prickly gray mist,

and the tree whispered a nudge.

Heaven retreated.

The tree was voiceless.

My breath breathed of earth, yet…I felt whole, happy, and free.

I’d rested in the arms of home.

And there’s no other place I’d rather be.

© Linda Crawford